Gen's Dream

One night, you experience a lucid dream.  You find yourself in a glass palace in the midst of an endless desert.  There is a sandstorm all around the perimeter of the structure, but within it you are safe - you can't even hear the sound of wind or scraping sand.  The interior to this place is just as pristine as the walls are, and before you is a glass throne, where The Deceiver sits.  He sits up from his slouch as you notice him, and holds two palms upward.  From one appears a heart of flame, and the other a brittle, petrified rose.  "Do you embrace Love, or Decay?"

You choose Love, reaching out and taking hold of the fiery heart.  It flickers out at once, and you feel a warm, comforting feeling rush over you.  "Love it is, then.  Love is a powerful thing.  It can drive one to do great things, put their heart and soul into their every action, lead them to act in reckless manners, and even act in ways they normally would not."  The warm, tingly sensation then turns to a hot, angry and violent one.  "As one Touched by the Domain of Love, it is very much now part of you - as is its polar opposite, hate.  You will find it nearly impossible to not desire to see those who have scorned you and your loved ones suffer.  The bond between those who adore you, and those you adore will only grow stronger."

"Your control over this Domain is limited now, but that may change with time.  Now, go, my little warrior cupid, share your Love and your Hate." He claps, crushing the brittle flower, and there's a flash of light.  You awake, not feeling much different, but pretty sure that was more than just a dream.